I had this wonderful opportunity of walking amongst the mangroves in near darkness this evening. With me were little children and their parents, and our guide.
A little girl behind me held her breath in excitement. “I want to come back again to see the fire flies,” she told her mum who was carrying her.
Right in front of us were 2 lone fire flies, dancing in the darkness. What a beautiful sight, made more beautiful with the words and expressed delight of this little girl.
As we made our way down the boardwalk, we saw more of such fire flies dancing away in the distance. One crossed our path, it was so close that we could have reached out and touched it.
In this same walk, we saw other animals. One other animal that caught my eye were the dog-faced water snakes that waited for their prey along the banks of the mangrove streams. There was also a tree-climbing crab that disappeared into a tree hole when we came along. “Be quiet, and keep the torches off”, it seemed to say. “Be invisible if you want to observe the nocturnal world for what it is.”
While on the way home…
Noticed 2 individuals along the walkway. One a blind singer, the other a tissue seller with really thin legs. Gave some coins to the singer, and went over to pass a dollar to the tissue seller.
The tissue seller looked happy but indicated that the tissue packet was worth 2 dollars.
And I thought 1 dollar was quite a pricey sum already.
So I asked, “Can I give you the dollar? I don’t want the tissue.”
The tissue seller shook his head. He indicated for me to take the tissue, and took the dollar. He then opened his arms as if asking for a hug, and said, “bao bao”.
I wasn’t sure what to do next, but I trusted my instincts that he meant well. So I went just that bit closer, and he leaned over to give me a hug. It was really a strong one near the neck, and I couldn’t help panicking for a bit.
Within a few moments, the hug was done. I was free to leave with the tissue packet. As I type this down, I wonder what it meant, and hope all the best for him.
You know how people tend to look forward to the weekends, especially the long ones? A common answer is opportunity to sleep in, rest & recover for the week ahead. & somehow if you don’t, the weekends seem wasted?
What if weekends are seen in another light? That they provide a glimpse of a life where you don’t need to worry about earning money, and you can make a conscious choice in how you want to spend your time. All 48 hours of it. It is a gift of personal freedom. How have you decided to spend this gift?
Thankful for nature’s gift of a “bird park” right outside my office building. The birds were busy calling away at the tree tops all day! With the gentle breeze, and the green forest surroundings, it’s a really lovely place to be in.
appreciating nature, the comforting feeling of walking down a path next to a forest, hearing the calls, and watching a frog hop by.
appreciating the neighbours who came together for a mini celebration yesterday, because we all believe in the value of a community garden even if we haven’t figured a clear path to walk forward together yet.
appreciating my team mates at work, for they are stars in their own right, allowing me to focus on things I need to work on
appreciating my friends who are there for me, listening to me whine at times about how hard things can be, not judging & encouraging me to keep going for what I believe in
appreciating my family who support me in their quiet way, actions speaking more than words
appreciating my cousins for continually posting on our Whatsapp channel. reminding me it’s time to re-connect, I have simply been too busy!
appreciating my partner, who supports, encourages, coaches me, does not judge & is there for me when I need him.
appreciate myself for despite feeling low & rather dejected in the last few weeks, for picking myself up again & being able to appreciate things as they are.
appreciate the frog that inspired this post! :)
“You can become blind by seeing each day as a similar one. Each day is a different one, each day brings a miracle of its own. It’s just a matter of paying attention to this miracle.” ~ Paulo Cuelho
You know how we normally have preference to who we want to work with or hang out with? Well, yesterday, I learnt a little lesson from a senior coach – this preference limits us, in that we only really learn how to work with people we like to work with. When we have to work with people we are less inclined to be with, things fall apart – not so much because of the person himself, but in how we project our past experiences on the person, and how we approach the person differently because of them. When we can bring ourselves to work with people who we think are the hardest to work with, our ability to work with different people opens up.